If you've ever been the target of 'the look', you know what I'm talking about. For those that don't, it the look you get when a woman doesn't say a wo...d but speaks volumes, mostly on the inadequacy of men in one way or another.Of course I just stood there and gave them my look of 'what-the-fuck-ever'.Soon after we left the ship with me securing the hatch and off to the Inquisition, I mean shopping. We made our way down to the bottom layer were the shops were and they steered me to the shops. K. told me, Victorian women did not undress for the toilet. The bloomers separated instead. We sat down and discussed whether I wanted to leave or continue the remainder of my training. It was Ms. K. who made it so simple. I would forever wear the chastity belt except for very special treats. Six days a week were to be almost normal. I would continue my business as usual. Upon arrival home from work I would have access to all life luxuries with my wife. After dinner, when the maid and cook. "Jan, I really have to call the airline. I'd love to just stay here with you and let everything go back home, but I can't. Not yet. We'll get there, but we have to be patient. I promise I'll be back, no matter what it takes." "I know," she said sadly. "I'd love nothing more than for you to move in here with me, and maybe we'll get that chance, but we can't do it right now. I love you, Sean, I think I always have. I'm so happy that you love me too. These two days have made everything. .. I think maybe I need to go..."Jason heard her and whispered into her ear, "No, keep talking to him." He swirled his tongue in her ear once more to emphasis his request.Paula stopped talking for a second and turned to face her son again. A grin slowly crept across her face as she realized what her son was setting up. "Hmmm? What? No, I forgot something I need to ask you about..."As her voice drifted back into her conversation with his father, Jason eased down and kissed his way around from.